POV: Seijuro's Clone – Outer Chamber, Uzushio Ruins
Time: Midnight – Moonlight through Cracks in the Ceiling
The clone stood before it again.
The Gate.
Not a literal one. No hinges. No handles.
Just a massive sealing array—sprawled across the wall of what was once the heart of Uzushio's Kage Tower.
At first glance, it looked like ornate graffiti: glowing spirals, faded lines, jagged symmetry like a spiderweb carved into bedrock.
But he knew better.
This wasn't a wall.
This was code.
And it was protecting something.
He crouched down. He glanced at the seal. He could understand it now, like he could make sense of it.
He could read one out of every two words, so he could roughly guess what they were.
And using that guess, he could then go back and deduce what the middle meant—rinse and repeat until he got everything.
This was perfect.
A grin stretched across his face.
"Alright, you stubborn little bastard. Let's play again."
Phase 1: Reading the Syntax
He began by isolating the root node—a massive, deeply carved glyph at the very center. The chakra grooves around it pulsed faintly when he neared.
"Okay... central glyph is a Lock-Type containment seal. But it's got three forks. One... two... no—four dependencies. Interesting."
He traced the outer spiral.
If standard seals were linear functions, this was a goddamn multi-threaded recursive function tree.
Each subroutine looped into another seal branch—looping logic layered with conditionals.
He read aloud to himself like a programmer muttering through lines of spaghetti code.
"If chakra presence is detected AND identity = Uzumaki, THEN unlock... ELSE if identity ≠ Uzumaki, run kill-switch..."
How the fuck could they tell if someone was an Uzumaki or not? Hm. Probably by their life force and chakra amount.
Speaking of which—
The clone took out a scroll. Inside it, some droplets of Tsunade's blood.
Which meant, he could somewhat fake it.
After all, Tsunade was at the very least 25% Uzumaki. This should be good enough to get in.
Phase 2: Compiling the Logic Tree
"Alright. I can't bypass the lock directly... but I can spoof the identity tag."
And thus, he took out Tsunade's DNA. He really hoped this worked. He dropped some of the blood onto his gloved finger.
There. Her DNA should be all over his finger now.
So all he had to do was press the button, and in theory, it should work.
And thus, with those thoughts, he walked to the seal before gently pressing his finger against it.
He watched as some of the seal lit up, as if they had found something.
[Authentication... False]
He didn't panic at all. This was within expectation. He tried again, this time pressing even gentler against the seal.
Sending some chakra to Tsunade's cells—more specifically, sending some Biju chakra, in order to stimulate them a bit.
Make her cells even more active.
See how that worked out for him.
[Authentication... Accepted]
The gate hummed.
It worked.
That was good. Now came the final step—a pressure point within the wall, a chakra-injection port shaped like a spiral heart.
He extended his hand and focused a stable stream of chakra, carefully modulated to mimic ancestral tones.
The wall vibrated.
Chakra lines flared—hundreds of them—spinning outward like solar flares across stone.
Then—
Click.
Not a sound exactly. More like a shift in the air.
The wall didn't open.
It ceased to be.
One moment, it was stone.
The next—a void.
Inside?
A black chamber of suspended scrolls, relics, chakra-reactive crystals floating midair, and at the far end—
A pedestal.
He smiled, because what he saw inside those walls was the wet dream of all the nations that had attacked this village in an attempt to get knowledge—but instead barely got shit.
The shit they did manage to get was too hard for them to understand. After all, seal masters were rare. And while some villages had decent seals, with the Uzumaki gone, the top 1% of sealing mastery had vanished.
And their craft with them.
Oh well. He didn't mind. He could take some of the stuff he got here.
Study them, and improve on them later.
He stepped forward slowly, like a thief in a library of gods.
Behind him, the gate faded back to stone—now listening for a new voice. His.
He turned his eyes toward the chamber ahead and whispered, almost reverently:
He would see a lot of shit.
Powerful swords. Some masks.
Alongside what seemed to be severely powerful sealing techniques.
Everything was in here.
A direct contact with the Grim Reaper, an ability to remove the soul that the Reaper Death Seal had taken away.
There was also another ability—one to summon the reaper and speak to him for answers.
His brows furrowed. Quite a few seals from the Scroll of Seals could be seen here.
That was nice.
The Uzumaki seemed to have a lot of good shit in here.
All of this rightfully belonged to the Uzumaki, but since they were dead now, that would make Kushina the next one. She was Uzumaki royalty before she left.
So her.
Hm. He would give them to her soon—but for now, he shall keep them for safekeeping.